‘Yes but I have to work most weekends since I’m in the military police now. I’ll get maybe one weekend every two months off. I’ll live on base...but at least I can call once in a while, if you don’t mind Mrs. Whiting’ ‘I don’t mind at all Jeff. You’re welcome here anytime,’ said Mom. ‘What are you doing for Christmas? Do you have to work?’ ‘Yes ma’am, both Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. I will get the two days before off. I told Mom we could celebrate Christmas a couple of days earlier. She. In the centre of the large room was a lounge chair resting on a rug that covered the room. With no armrests, the chair was simply a long thin piece of soft material that curved gently to the floor. It was, Hayley thought, designed for sex.'Well boys' Donna announced 'here are your fuck toys for the night. Two whore sisters who can't get enough cock. Treat them as you fucking well please, I certainly will.'With that, she pushed the two girls to the floor, putting them on all fours. She got down. . Gently she ran the tips of her fingernails down Jock's lean muscular flank and across his sinewy buttocks, marveling at how hard they were, inhaling his good clean male scent. She should have guessed that morning that those pimples were just make-up... a man with a superbly conditioned body like Jock's wouldn't have pimples like that... but she had been so groggy and confused. Even so, pimples and all, he had opened a gate to a whole unknown area of pleasure for her. She sucked his stiffened. A quick tumble through the dryer after her bath would hide any evidence that she'd snuck a treat in the tub.The tub seemed to take forever to fill as she stood next to it, impatiently tapping her foot. Finally, it was ready.Kitty eased into the tub, panting as she adjusted to the heat of the water. A long sigh escaped her as she settled into a seat and reached for the controls. The jets turned on, drawing a chuckling moan from her as the water caressed her body.It took only a minute or two of.